It’s July 4th: Where’s Summer?
“The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco,” wrote Mark Twain.
Not.
A Realtor’s Less Obvious Joys
The petite, muddy handprints of raccoons splayed over the outdoor cushions, reminding me there must have been quite a (wildlife) party last night.
Indoors Owl: Wise or Not?
Owls like to dine on rats. Right?
Things I Hear Myself Say (While Touring Property in SF)
“Things I Hear Myself Say”
Words, Words, Words: Yours
Do I Have Your Attention? Submissions Wanted.
Look Before You Leap
It’s serious business out in the real estate wilderness.
Collectibles and Tchotchke Removal
Let’s play “Can you find all 43 cats in the house?”